This is a story about Tony and Ziva, and set after the season final. They go out for some drinks after work and they're both not sure if it's a date or not. I hope you like it and please tell me if I should continue that.

I don't own NCIS.

And as always I'm really sorry for any mistakes.

Out for drinks, or more?

While they walk out of the director's office and down the stairs to the bullpen, none of them dares to speak. It is a strange feeling without their badge, but Gibbs would have done the same for one of them. As they arrive at their desks, they just grab their things and say goodbye to each other. McGee wants to wait for Abby, so Tony and Ziva go alone to the elevator. Once the doors open and they step in, they're alone for the first time since the talk in the woods.

"You're going home?", Tony asks carefully and looks at her from the side. She just smiles about his softness and answers, looking straight at the elevator doors: "I think so, Tony…Why are you asking?" At the question she turns her head to see his face. "I thought…maybe we could go out for some drinks…you know…forget about what happened the last days…" As soon as he has said the last words, the elevator doors open and they step out to the parking place. Ziva, still smiling, walks to her new red car followed by Tony.

When she reaches the car, which glances in the streetlights, she tuns around to look at him. "I'd love to Tony!", she eventually says and touches briefly, but a little bit longer than usual, his forearm. While she walks around to the driver door she asks with a soft smile on her lips: "Where shall we meet?", and gets into the car. Tony, a bit surprised by her agreement, quickly answers: "I pick you up at 9 o'clock…I know a good place for drinks…of course just if you want to?!" Ziva, still amused about his insecurity, answers softly to make him feel comfortable: "It sounds great, Tony!" She starts her car and with a simple "See you later!", she drives away, leaving Tony at the parking place.

He looks a bit perplex, because honestly he hasn't thought Ziva would agree to go out with him. But soon a big smile appears on his face and while he goes to his own car, he hums the melody of "You make me smile". This song fits perfectly to him right now, actually always, because every time he is with Ziva he catches himself smiling. He still can't believe that Ziva said yes to his offer, but he really doesn't mind. He is smiling the whole way home to his apartment and not even a stupid driver, who takes his right of way, can change that.

He has about one and a half hour left, so he takes a quick shower to smell fresh and not like his own sweat. Suddenly he feels a bit nervous and he can't even say why. He doesn't know what to wear, but the strangest thing is that he never had such a problem before. He never cared if the woman liked the way he dressed, because it was never serious anyway. He just wanted to have fun for the night and then forget that this even happened. Now it is different. He doesn't want to look too chic, but also not too cool. He simply wants that Ziva likes it.

After about ten minutes, he finally decided to wear a black suit and a light grey shirt. Ziva's apartment is only about ten minutes away from his, so he has still half an hour left. He catches himself thinking about Ziva again and again, so he tries to calm down a bit. He turns the TV on and keeps himself saying: "It's only Ziva. You see her every day at work and this is no different. You just go out with her as partners to have a nice evening and talk about unimportant stuff." At that moment he doesn't know how wrong he is in the last points.

To distract himself he watches a really bad movie about a murder in a hotel room and waits for the time to pass.

Meanwhile Ziva stands in front of her closet and cannot decide between a brown cocktail dress and the black dress, she wore in Berlin. She doesn't know why she can't decide what to wear, because she never was that kind of woman, who spends hours in front of the closet deciding what to wear when she goes out on a date. "Date. Was it even a date? Certainly not. Why would he want to go out on a date with her? It's just a meeting with a partner. Nothing special! Or?", she asks herself, but doesn't find answers to her questions.

Eventually she decides to wear the black dress, because she seems to remember that Tony liked it in Berlin. Berlin. This was the best time in her past month, even if they were there to catch the killer of her father. While she was dancing with him, she felt safe in his arms and for a moment she forgets everything around her. Even why they were in Berlin and she remembered the words of her father: My Ziva. One day you will dance with a man who deserves your love. And she knew it was the truth and that it was that exact moment.

At once she glances at the clock and sees that it's already half past eight and she only has a half an hour left to get ready. She quickly puts on her dress and goes into the bathroom to make her make-up. It's only subtle, but she's content with herself. Her dark brown hair fall down her shoulders and she puts on a small necklace with a key as a pendant. Now it's quarter to nine and she waits for Tony to pick her up.

At the same time Tony gets in the car and moves off. He crosses a few traffic lights, bends a few times and parks his car in front of the house, where Ziva's apartment is. She quickly looks at his watch to check if he is time and as he sees he is, he gets out of the car. He walks the short path to the front door and looks around. The house has a small front garden with different flowers. The front door is dark blue and you have to go up four stairs to reach it. Tony opens the door and goes up the stairs to the fifth floor. He remembered Ziva complain about the stairs when she had to carry up a heavy package.

He knocks on the door and he hears Ziva's footsteps on the ground. A few seconds later the door opens and Ziva stands in the door frame. Tony immediately smiles at her sight and eyes her up from top to the bottom. He struggles to keep his jaw in place. She looks incredible and he instantly feels the urge to kiss her right now, but he keeps himself in line. After a while he realises that she wears the black dress and he immediately has a flashback to Berlin. He just looks at her and after some time he manages to say: " Wow…you look beautiful…" Her smile grows bigger and she says: "Thank you, Tony…!" They look at each other for several minutes, but for them it seems like eternity. Suddenly Tony breaks the silence and asks in a soft voice: "Shall we go now?" Ziva answers in an equally soft voice: "I'd like to, Tony…", with that she links arms with Tony and they walk down the stairs.

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